Ana Lucia

“Everything is going to make sense. I promise.” So said Hurley to his bewildered mother, who essentially was acting as the audience proxy last night in the freaky, frustrating and altogether fascinating season opener of “Lost.”
And after Hurley explained to her the entire bizarre island saga (in Reader’s Digest form), she admitted that she didn’t understand him, but she believed him.

In other words, just go with it.

That’s what I’m trying to do now that “Lost” has turned into a bonafide time-traveling show — a story device I generally detest. And last night there was enough crazy trips through time — accompanied by bright flashes — to prompt Locke at one point to ask: “When am I?”

At least the writers, via Faraday, were kind enough to explain the rules: “Think of the island like a record spinning on a turntable, only now that record is skipping,” said the brainy physicist, who claimed that time is dislodged. Still, you can’t go back and change anything. “Whatever happened, happened.”

In other words, just go with it.

Each hour of the two-hour opener had a very different feel to it with the first part full of startling reveals and turbo-charged action and the second turning into the Hugo Reyes Comedy Hour (Loved his stunned reactions to Sayid’s “crazy Ninja stuff”).